Saturday, June 3, 2017

Peycho Kanev writes

Cabin in the Woods

The night takes a walk inside 
the silence of the fog. 
Outside in the snow there are 
tracks that remember oblivion, 
but no sounds at all, 
only darkening shadows behind 
the snowcapped trees.

Who am I?
I look into the darkness
and see nothing. 
I call out my name to the void
and only the silence is hooted back.

 Image result for winter cabin paintings
 Winter Woodland Cottage -- Janice MacDougall

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